Call it pregnancy hormones. Call it a phase. Call it a funk. Whatever it is, I’m in it.

I feel all stuffy and wriggly and discontent…I haven’t even been thinking much about WDW! {GASP!}

I know part of it is the physical readiness to hold Lorelai in my arms verses my belly, but it’s also something else. Maybe it’s because we attended Mickey’s Not-So-Scary Halloween Party so early it threw me into holiday spirits much too soon, but today I am craving crunchy-cold weather, an eggnog latte, and Christmas shopping with my love and best friend; a certain Timothy Elrod. {And that is out of the ordinary for me. The only thing I actually love out of those three things is the eggnog. I loathe cold weather and spending money makes me sweat.}

I guess you can say that I’m in a Christmas funk.

{One of my favorite Christmas pictures of Jack.}

So, Happy Christmas in October! I know some of you are cringing, but for those of you that aren’t, why don’t you throw on a scarf with your short-sleeved shirt, crank up some Harry Connick Jr. Christmas tunes, and get funky with me.

Christmas funky.

With love, Malorie